[Master of Magic Dao] Yangyang, eat candy

Ever since I changed my address to Jin Ling to "Young Master Jin" that day, I never spoke to him again.

It's not that either party is deliberately avoiding, but they just can't speak.

——Is there already a generation gap between us? ! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

But no matter what, I still care about that arrogant little guy in my heart.

After breakfast, we ushered in the once-a-day leisure time~

Wei Wuxian took Lan Wangji down the mountain again to "solve the case", Yangyang disappeared as usual, the little guys from the Lan family were chatting about going down the mountain, Lan Sizhui stopped and seemed to say something, But in the end, Lan Jingyi couldn't hold back, and was dragged down the mountain.

Well, now the whole yard is mine again! ┴┴~(≧▽≦)/~┴┴

I stretched my waist greatly, unexpectedly when I turned around, I saw the bright golden color amidst the greenery.

--Why?That little fellow Jin Ling didn't follow? @[email protected]

Looking at his lonely back, I feel in my heart

He sighed: Most likely he had quarreled with others again.

His mouth is as smelly as his uncle's, but he is so strong, with stronger self-esteem, and his mouth is decent, but in his heart he hopes to get the attention of others. This little guy is really... making people feel helpless and distressed.

I stood there for a while, seeing that he was just in a daze behind the tree, so I cheered myself up and walked over to call him:

"Young Master Jin?"

Jin Ling seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened and he took a step back, his expression extremely ugly.

I thought I was about to receive a burst of scolding, but I saw him grit his teeth and turned his head away, and it took a long time before he answered:

"Do what?"

I smiled helplessly—it seems that he must have worked very hard to restrain his urge to yell—and my tone became softer:

"I want to... talk to you."

"Talking? What do we have to talk about?" Jin Ling folded his arms, a little puzzled, with a hint of impatience on his brows.

I didn't answer, walked to the stone table under the tree, took out a few snacks from the Qiankun bag, then tilted my head and motioned to him: "Sit down and talk?"

Jin Ling leaned against the tree and frowned, then lowered his arms, walked to the stone table, and sat down: "Speak!"

But I don't know how to speak.

I tapped the table again and again, and remained silent—what should I say?

Saying that Wei Wuxian was not the real murderer of Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli, shouldn't you hate him?Or is it all planned by your little uncle, and there is someone else you should hate?

What can I do to get him out of the hatred instead of dragging him out of one abyss and sending him into another?

Jin Ling was really annoyed now, he slapped the desk with a thud and got up, but when he was about to speak, I stopped him in a daze:

"Young Master Jin, do you—do you want to know about your mother?"

……

I talked a lot.

Talked about all kinds of interesting things that happened in Lianhuawu; talked about how afraid Wei Wuxian was of dogs, and how much Jiang Cheng liked dogs; talked about Jiang Yanli's lotus root pork rib porridge; and also talked about Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yan How did they meet and fall in love.

I talked about all the good and soft times, hoping that the teenager in front of me could also experience the warmth he had been longing for-albeit in such a tortuous way.

Jin Ling listened with great interest, and asked questions from time to time, wishing to know the details of everything, and I had no choice but to describe these things that were not described in detail in the original book as completely as I could.

"Then... how did Wei Wuxian kill my parents?"

After chatting for a long time, Jin Ling suddenly suppressed his smile and asked in a low voice.

"Oh..." The smile on the corner of my mouth gradually faded, I closed my eyes, and then naturally raised my hand to stroke Jin Ling's head.

Jin Ling froze.

But because I was in a heavy heart, I didn't feel too panicked by my outrageous behavior.

I raised my eyes, looked at Jin Ling seriously and said:

"This, I can't tell you."

"Why?!" Jin Ling stood up all of a sudden, then, he suddenly bent down and shouted, "You have to tell me this!!"

"Jin Ling." I stretched out my hand and pressed Jin Ling on the stone bench, "There are many things that are not just what you hear, or even what you see! You have to remember—— In the world, you don't have to trust someone, but you should never hate someone so easily."

"I can't tell you who killed your parents—because it's all too complicated. But I can tell you that when your mother died, there was no hatred in her eyes."

"She doesn't hate Wei Wuxian...and, she loves you very much."

"..." Jin Ling didn't speak, he lowered his head, put his hands on his lap, and tightly clutched the hem of his clothes.

"Of course, all of this is ultimately up to you to decide—" I withdrew my hand and smiled, "This is your life, and I'm just giving you some suggestions worth taking. I hope— —I believe your mother also hopes that you can spend your life happily without any burden."

Jin Ling sat on the stone bench with his head down, and it took a long time before he raised his head again.

His eyes were so red that he didn't look like: "Yes."

Poor kid...

I put my hand on the top of his hair again, and comforted me softly: "Okay, okay, it's okay..."

Suddenly there was the faint sound of teenagers fighting outside the door, Jin Ling stood up abruptly, wiped his eyes with his sleeve indiscriminately, and then rushed into the room without saying a word.

I smiled and looked at his anxious back, but saw him stop suddenly when he was about to enter the door.After a pause for a second or two, he turned around, blushing and stammeringly said:

"If you—want to call me Ru, Ru Lan, you can also..."

Then before I could react, he rushed into the house.

What an awkward and cute little guy~（￣▽￣）

Jin Ling didn't follow him during the night hunt. (⊙x⊙;)

Although I don't have anything to say about Jiang Cheng and Jiang's dislike of Wei Wuxian, he is still very happy to stay with me - of course, I can see this for myself, because according to Jin Ling's own words, it is It looks like this:

"I, I sprained my ankle today, so I can't go hunting with you. You are usually alone when we hunt at night, so let me sit with you for a while."

Seeing his look of "I really had no choice but to stay and chat with you so kindly and mercifully", I had no choice but to say "But I have to prepare dinner, and I will wait a while." I still have something to do (carve the hairpin)" I swallowed it back, and replied with a smile:

"Then thank you Rulan."

If he really told his plan, Jin Ling would be dumbfounded and blushed, and would never play with me again. ╮(￣▽￣)╭

While chatting, Jin Ling stood up suddenly, grabbed Sui Hua and shouted sharply:

"Who?!"

Is anyone there? ! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

I was startled, and secretly prepared the silver needle, wondering in my heart:

Usually no one would pass by here, and now that the sun has set, how can ordinary people go up the mountain at this time?

I suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago, and the hairs on my back immediately stood up——

Could it be that he was the one who left the warning of "no more than three things"? ! !

After waiting for a while, only the breeze blowing the leaves and the cuckoo of insects could be heard. Jin Ling put down his hand on his waist, apologetic for the first time, and said:

"Maybe I misheard..."

"Really?" I smiled without showing any negative emotions, "Then let's continue talking!"

Afterwards, until Wei Wuxian and the others came back, nothing amiss happened, but because of this episode, Jin Ling and I really didn't have a good chat. ╮(╯_╰)╭

Wei Wuxian and the others should be back soon...

As soon as I thought about it, Lan Jingyi rushed in like flying:

"It's not good, sister Chang! Ziyang is injured!"

"What did you say?!"

I screamed, slapped the table and got up and was about to rush out, but Xue Yang had already been carried in by several people.

Wei Wuxian looked solemn: "Miss Chang, you know medical skills, show him quickly."

I didn't have time to take care of this group of whirring people, and my whole mind was focused on that person.

But the sky was too dark, except for his closed eyes and messy clothes, I could only feel the clear and strong smell of blood hitting my nerves.

As soon as Xue Yang was put on the bed, I kicked everyone out.

Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding first.

My whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't too deep, it was just dripping with blood, looking at Shen Ren that's all. (﹀﹀﹀)

I carefully wiped Xue Yang's wounds clean, then applied medicine and bandaged them one by one.After confirming that he had no fever symptoms, I closed the window and quietly backed out.

Suddenly, he remembered the suspicious episode when he was chatting with Jin Ling just now—could Yangyang's injury be related to that mysterious person?

If this is the case, then no matter what, I have to find him—even if I die together, I will not hesitate, because he has hurt my most important person.

However, these are still things to talk about, the most urgent thing now is to prepare medicine for Yang Yang.

I reached an agreement with Shudao - if Yangyang has a situation, it will remind me, and Wei Wuxian and the others will save trouble.

Back in the room, I started to write prescriptions with a pen, but I was still not satisfied after writing more than a dozen prescriptions.

——This is not good, it will cause headaches; this is not good, the effect is too slow; this is not good...

"'Do not heal yourself' - I have seen it today." Shu Dao began to tease me again, "Well, it seems something is wrong, you are treating Xue Yang and not yourself..."

(ps: Doctors do not self-medicate, which means that when doctors treat themselves, they are always tied up because of the side effects of drugs, etc., which is not as smooth as when they treat others. "Doctor" becomes Yang Yang~)

"You're enough, I'm bored." I impatiently crumpled up a piece of paper again, and the efficacy of various medicinal materials in my mind was a mess.

"Okay, okay~ I can give you some hints." Shudao smiled and smoothed me down, "This medicine, this medicine plus that..."

I successfully finished the prescription, and early the next morning, I went to the East Kitchen to cook the medicine and asked Lan Sizhui to deliver it. According to Shudao's report, Yangyang is recovering well.

Unexpectedly, that evening, when I passed by the door of Yangyang's room (I won't admit that I sneaked into the corner to watch Yangyang!) I smelled a strong aroma of wine.

Almost without thinking, I pushed the door open with a bang.

Drinking while injured, Xue Yang, don't you want to live? !

The author has something to say: Chang? He was so angry that he called his name? Yan: "Xue Yang, don't you want to live?!"

Xue Yang (fell asleep after drinking): "zZzZzZ..."

Chang Yan (shut up instantly, act lightly)

Look, look, neither of them dared to say anything, now there is an opportunity for the two of them to meet face to face and be honest (fog)!

Seeing that you are in such a hurry, I had no choice but to catch up on the manuscript, because the grades came out and my parents forced me to do math, English, math, English, math, English every day ╮(￣▽￣)╭

Okay, now, the plot will return to the male and female protagonists soon, so don't be in a hurry ~ ps: I may change the manuscript tomorrow, and I won't update it. If you see it, don't say that I cheated on my cute relationship!

To be honest, my favorite relationship line in Mo Dao is Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli!

And that wife, wife, uncle!You really sent too much! !Not so expensive!Although I know that I am talking nonsense, I still want to say that I should do what I can, just do what I can, thank you very much! (≧▽≦)